Crossover Fic: The Blue-Eyes Hatchling, Found by the Knight King

That was a miracle in the truest sense of the word.

From a playhouse-like building of blocks to a truly indestructible pure white fortress. The transition between the two took place in almost an instant.

The astonished Artoria placed her hand on the pure white marble, trying to analyze the mystery hidden within—but she couldn't. She was not a proper magus; her understanding of magic was still at the elementary stage of "being able to shoot fire from the palm of her hand." But, of course, even if you brought that Flower Magus here, he would absolutely not be able to see through the secret within.

"A miracle is called a miracle because it cannot be done by ordinary people, and cannot even be understood by ordinary people."

"In other words, it is a great work that can only be created by the gods."

And before this true "power of a miracle," even Artoria, this destined King of Britain, could only marvel at the wonder of creation and the infinite possibilities hidden within the young dragon before her.

"A creature standing at the pinnacle of fantasy, turning all impossible things into possible."

"This... is a dragon..."

After the fortress was completed, Artoria only stayed here for a moment. Then, with a tone that seemed a little worried, and also a little gratified, she said goodbye to this young dragon that could already take care of itself.

"The rainy season is coming."

"I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other for a long time."

"While I'm away, you have to eat well and sleep well, you know?"

Artoria patted the young dragon's head, then carried the seven or eight large salmon it had given her and set off on the road back to the village.

The young dragon stood on top of the fortress, watching the girl's departing back, then looked up at the cloudy sky.

"The rainy season, huh."

For some reason, he suddenly began to dislike the rain. "If only I could make the sky clear up!"

With this thought, the young dragon spread its wings and flew high. He flew over the fortress, over the cliff, over the high mountains... he flew directly onto the dark clouds. Since becoming a young dragon, this was the first time he had flown so high.

The high altitude was cold, dark and cold. The damp and cold wind blew on his body, making even his cold-resistant dragon scales subconsciously shrink a little.

"I have to find a way to warm this place up!"

The young dragon closed its eyes, but in his mind, the scene of that blonde girl carving a statue for him with the longsword in her hand appeared. That sword was just an ordinary iron sword, but with the blessing of the wind element, it could become a sharp blade that could cut stone like mud—that was Artoria's power, the authority of the "Wind Dragon King," or rather, the "Star Dragon."

—So, that girl is actually Stardust Dragon?

"And if she can do it... then I can definitely do it too!"

Thinking this, the young dragon began to mobilize the only element around that he could mobilize, and also the one with which he had a natural affinity.

[Light].

Blue-Eyes White Dragon is a dragon of "Light." The ultimate form of Blue-Eyes White Dragon—that is, [Blue-Eyes Shining Dragon]—is even the incarnation of light itself.

Of course, the current Shiroryu was far from reaching that stage... he was just a growing young dragon, his control over his power and authority was still very weak, and could even be said to be almost non-existent. Most of the actions he made now were almost all based on instinct.

—But that was enough.

When the young dragon born of light began to call upon the existence of light, the light of this world would definitely respond to his call, come to his side at the fastest speed, and help him accomplish the things he wanted to accomplish.

"The sun..."

Surrounded by layers of dark clouds, Shiroryu raised his head. He looked up at the higher sky, at the glowing, hot sphere.

The sun also saw him, and responded to him. A beam of sunlight fell from high in the sky, directly penetrating the layers of dark clouds and landing on his body—and then, a more violent reaction erupted.

Just like when water meets sodium, it first begins to burn, and then a violent explosion. With the young dragon's body as the center, waves of light spread rapidly in all directions. The thick dark clouds were directly pushed several kilometers away, and a clear sky once again appeared before the young dragon's eyes—of course, there was also the warm and reassuring sunlight.

The sunlight shone on the young dragon's body, making the white scales that had just been stained with water vapor shine brightly.

"That's more like it!"

Feeling his gradually warming body, the satisfied young dragon returned to the top of the cliff and let out a big yawn. He had been working hard for a long time. Why not... just rest for a while and get through this slightly boring rainy season!

One month later.

In the village, inside the stables, Artoria was taking care of the newborn foals while looking out at the pouring rain with a worried expression.

Although she had prepared for the worst... in fact, the situation was even worse. This year's rain had come earlier than expected, and was also more ferocious. The heavy rain had been falling continuously for half a month.

Artoria had once gone out in the rain to check. The water flow of the river around the village had long since exceeded the "warning line," and there was a danger of it overflowing at any time. Her foster brother had led the villagers to build a simple dam with wood, stones, and mud, which had averted the crisis for the village. But other villages were probably not so lucky.

You see, not every village had a human-shaped red dragon and a Celtic hero who could defeat a giant with just his mouth—ordinary villages, composed of the vast majority of ordinary people, this was the normal state of human survival on this island.

"I'm still... too weak."

Thinking of those afflicted ordinary people, a sense of guilt rose in Artoria's heart. As the "perfect king" on whom Uther and Merlin had placed high hopes, she herself had long since entered the role of "King." She demanded of herself at every moment with the high standards of a "King," and at the same time, included those powerless ordinary people within the scope of the "protected."

The strong must protect the weak, and a king should shelter her subjects—isn't that right?

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